That's not as awful as I had imagined. Surprising given Scandinavians eat such delicious (ahem) things like that Swedish fermented herring in a can (just the smell, dear gods) and one I haven't tried myself but still: fermented, buried shark meat. I mean, come on

Never go to Minnesota. Why?

First, and aside: I am well familiar with how my European ancestors ate, and the long and storied tradition of things like Haggis starting as peasant food and becoming a national dish. But you know what? My family traversed an ocean just to live somewhere where an aristocratic dickwad couldn't just nick the edible part of the cow and leave us with the lungs and liver. THAT'S LITERALLY WHY WE LEFT - SO WE COULD QUIT EATING SHIT LIKE SUET PIE.